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Personal Narrative: My Nose
My nose failed me. All I’ve ever wanted is to not get hurt before practice. Every week I would go to gymnastics to practice. I wanted to go to gymnastics because I thought it would be fun and it was something I liked. Sometimes we were early to class and we would go to a different gym to play some tennis ball. We usually had some fun for about five, ten minutes before practice started. I wasn’t even paying attention at where my brother was swinging the racket and he hit me right in the nose. I still went to practice but after that I had and still have a bump on my nose.
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